And here I was, the nearest and dearest able-bodied male she knew.And, God knows, I wasn't going to be having a problem getting it up! It was already ...up. It had been up. Four hours? No, I didn't need immediate medical attention.But I did need attention! If I wasn't going to deflower Sally, I'd damned well better go out in the hall and grab somebody off the housecleaning crew!"Jesus, Sally! You're making this impossible!" I whined."What?" she said. She reached out with her forefinger and touched. His grabs my wrists and forces them behind my back, taking my nipple into his mouth. I moan as I feel his warm tongue flick and play with the tender nub. I ride his cock hungrily, craving the orgasm he denied me. I struggle forward to kiss him, licking the taste of our mingled sweat from his lips. He growls and thrusts deeper, faster, bringing us closer to the end. The pleasure is building so much I feel it like electricity dancing along my skin, tingling inside me. I shudder and cry out in. "Was I wrong?" she asked simply, her voice trembling. She had the lights down, deliberately so, to match her somber mood. It might have been romantic, but for the dark cloud over her.Greg sat beside her, rubbing her shoulders. "I...I don't know," he answered slowly.Anya shook her head and sighed. "I've _never_ seen Grandmother so angry." She closed her eyes. "But she's wrong! I just _know_ it!"Greg opened his mouth to say something, then he thought better of it. Instead, he just. He wasn't sure if the days were getting longer or shorter, but he was waking with the sun on the same point on the horizon. Come winter, he'd probably be very well rested if that continued."Oh... !"The female groan drew a sigh from the boy. He was the first out of bed, but never the first awake. Alice and Tom were usually doing their thing, shadows sometimes seen inside the green tent. Sometimes Zak would pause to watch, fascinated. Usually, he just got on with his chores. It didn't involve.